Bab 347: Longevity Peach Yang Fruit

"Since everyone is so enthusiastic, then I can't decline."

"However, are you really betting your life?"

Jiang Li's expression did not reveal the fearful expression they expected. Instead, he smiled as if he was watching a child's farce.

"You bumpkin, if you're afraid, kneel on the ground and kowtow three times before returning all your merit points to the Iron Wolf Sect. It's not like I can't spare your life."

It was obvious that he had Jiang Li in his grasp.

"It seems there's no point in saying anything. Please."

These second-generation disciples of the cultivation world of the Eastern Region were all arrogant fellows.

Some of them could barely maintain their manners because of their childhood education, but some were incorrigible.

"Qiuhua, wait here for a moment. I'll be back soon."

Jiang Li flipped his palm, and a bracelet with a golden net tattoo appeared in his hand. He placed it on Shenshan Qiuhua's wrist.